Run, Little Heir
My wolf, it appeared, placed the ultimate premium on transparent data streams, and what he had categorized as a minor tactical omission felt to my beast like sabotage, fabrication, and absolute betrayal.
Re-establishing a binding contract with my wolf was going to require a massive amount of physical output on his part and a total database override from my side, but his inner wolf was entirely locked onto that objective. Somehow, he would finalize the bond. He respected my processing speed, he desired my physical frame, he honored my boundary lines, and the mutual respect was the dominant energy guiding his beast.
"I left my high-frequency ear receiver somewhere near the armor storage locker
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